Luo Fengtang's eyes also fell on his beloved daughter, and his cold face softened a bit now.

"Yes, along the way, I heard you two looking at the scenery and muttering," Luo Fengtang said.

"Usually at home, she sleeps for an hour every afternoon, but today she didn't sleep for half a moment. She went out to play all night. She must be exhausted now."

Speaking of this, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke Baby Luo's soft hair.

"My daughter has nice hair, black, shiny and soft, just like you, Qing'er." He added.

"My facial features are just like yours. When she grows up, she will be an extremely beautiful girl." He sighed with emotion.

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and snickered.

"What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?" he asked, a little confused.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I laugh at you for selling melons and bragging about yourself."

Luo Fengtang said confidently: "My daughter must be the best in the world in my eyes. It is human nature to boast, so you are not allowed to laugh."

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh." Yang Ruoqing lowered her hands.

He looked at Baby Luo and then at Luo Fengtang.

"No wonder people say that my daughter was my father's little lover in his previous life, and he came here to repay his love debt. This is really true." She teased.

Luo Fengtang said: "There is still such a saying? This is the first time I have heard it. What does it mean? Tell me."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, looked at him caressing Baby Luo, and said, "Look, in the past, before there was this little girl."

"Your hands can only touch my hair, right?"

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Your arms can only hold me, right?"

Luo Fengtang nodded again.

"You always have a straight face towards others, especially women. Even with my best friend Xiaoyu and the others, except for what you have to say, you don't communicate too much at other times, let alone laugh casually."

"So when Xiaoyu learned that I was dating you, she was shocked and thought I was joking."

"And now, you and this little girl Luo Baobao spend every day together. You hug her, tease her, and kiss her."

"For her, you can tolerate anything. When you talk about her, you talk more and praise her hard for this and that..."

"So, I am no longer your only one, there is a third party between us,"

"That third party is Luo Baobao, your little lover in the previous life. In this life, she comes to compete with me openly, but unfortunately I can't do anything to her, ugh!"

Luo Fengtang smiled after hearing Yang Ruoqing's lengthy theory.

"After doing this for a long time, it turns out that my Qing'er is jealous? Haha..."

"I'm not jealous, I'm just jealous," she said.

Luo Fengtang didn't dare to laugh too loudly, for fear of waking up the little guy sleeping between the two of them.

He suddenly stretched out his long arms and hugged Yang Ruoqing.

When she came to her senses, he had pushed her down at the end of the bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

He put his hands on her sides, lowered his head to look at her, his eyes moved down from her face inch by inch, sliding down to her neck, and then...

"Don't you, a jealous person like you, understand what I want to do?" he asked.

As he spoke, his body was pressed up again.

She could clearly feel the desire that had awakened somewhere in his body.

Her face suddenly turned red as a pomegranate, she felt flustered, her body gradually became weak, and even her breath seemed to be a little hot.

This was not the first time he had done this with her. He was familiar with her rhythm and her sensitivity. He liked to enjoy her like this.

Pulling a quilt on the side to cover their heads, she let out a low cry, and then, the two people's pajamas were thrown out one by one.

The quilt is like a big tent that is propped up, and the tent is shaking and heaving like it is experiencing earthquakes again and again.

His rough growl and her rapid panting came and went.

When the storm came, the whole bed shook.

The creaking sound was like a piece of music, accompanying and entertaining the two of them, pushing this dynamic story to one climax after another...

After a long time, the clouds finally cleared and the rain dispersed.

The two of them hugged each other without any hindrance, reminiscing about the wonderful scene that had just ended.

"Qing'er, are you feeling better just now?" He asked her, leaning against her ear.

She blushed and gave him an angry look.

"Aren't you ashamed to ask these inappropriate questions?"

He laughed again, "No matter how immodest or shameless I have done it, hehe..."

She rolled her eyes, this guy...

"Qing'er, what do you say?" He touched her lightly.

"Say what?" she asked.

"That's what I just asked." He said with an ambiguous smile.

She bit her lip and didn't dare to look at him.

"It's better."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's moan, but he heard it.

"Really?" he asked again.

She was embarrassed, "Oh, who would joke about something like this?"

Not only was it better, it was even better than when I was at home some time ago.

Could it be because of a change of environment and a change of bed?

She thought secretly.

No wonder couples in other families have been together for a long time and have become too familiar with each other, so they go back to seek some freshness and excitement.

It seems that it is still necessary to make some appropriate changes between husband and wife.

She had a different kind of pleasure tonight, and she felt that he had the same feeling.

Well, it seems that in the future, I will have to put some thought into the bed area, and occasionally create some temptations, haha, so embarrassing...

Have a good night's sleep.

However, in the backyard of the restaurant, in a house in a dilapidated alley near Rouge Lane, Yang Yongzhi and Chen Jinhong were completely sleepless.

Yang Yongzhi stood at the table, holding a bowl of hot tea in both hands and covering his frozen hands.

Although I have returned home, my legs are still shaking with cold.

On the other side, the stack of candied haws on the wall was leaning against the wall. Chen Jinhong stood beside the stack, with one hand on her hips and the other raised, counting the candied haws on the stack one by one.

"One, two, three...twenty-eight!"

"Oh, it's not bad. I've been selling it for three days, and this is considered to be the first time I've sold two."

Chen Jinhong turned around and stretched out her hand towards Yang Yongzhi.

"Where's the money? Bring it and I'll keep it."

Looking at Chen Jinhong's hand stretched out in front of him, Yang Yongzhi looked troubled.

Standing there, hemming and hawing, Chen Jinhong immediately became suspicious.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you give me the money for safekeeping?" she asked.

"Then...money, I spent the money..." he said.

"What? Did you spend the money you earned again?" Chen Jinhong's voice suddenly rose and her eyes widened.
Chapter completed!